This is a song about "Left"

So with your mind left exploded

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

All the people you left behind.

For that paper, i'mma grind

Your family is left wondering why

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

I left for one summer,

You know...you know who you are

Jungle fever for the night

Im being pulled left and right

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

She likes the way it hits her lips

And i'm left for the corrections,